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Review: Our Endless Numbered Days by Claire Fuller

The novel started out well and with hints from the blurb, moved us quickly into an exciting story. However the plot was too thin for anything more than a novella and the dark fairytale-like qualities we were promised at the start never quite paid off.

Devices like the survivalist lists and the playing of music without instruments all pointed to the need to make sense of trauma, order from disorder. The side by side narrative of past and present revealed the truth to our protagonist as well as ourselves and helped us all to make sense bit by bit. And however unconvincing the voice was in its description of the understanding that came with time, we hoped for pay-off in the end.

Unfortunately the predictable plot made the read disappointing in the end, unless you didn't guess.

Although it reminded me of Donoghue's Room, it may have suffered in that comparison.